Scott wasn't sure if he was in the right place as he walked into the huge convention hall. He was supposed to be attending a technical event on multiphase meters having been invited by one of the suppliers to give a talk from a customer perspective. Luckily his presentation wasn't until tomorrow and the supplier had paid for him to attend the convention's dinner tonight. The hall was certainly laid out for a formal dinner but he didn't recognise anyone here.

A waitress approached and offered him a glass of wine which he gladly accepted. Just before she headed off in the direction of some other newcomers Scott asked her if there was a sitting plan so he could check where he was sitting.

"I don't know but I'll check for you" the waitress replied.

The waitress took his name and went into a backroom. Scott stood around and waited as more people arrived for the dinner. He was surprised to see so many women present at the convention but maybe that was just misogyny on his part. After what felt like ages but was probably only a few minutes the waitress returned with a seating plan in hand.

"Sorry I can't find your name" she said.

"I'm supposed to be doing a presentation" Scott added.

The waitress consulted the plan again. Scott was just starting to think that maybe he was at the wrong event when she looked up with an amused expression upon her face. She informed him he was seated at table six and then pointed it out to him.

The table was near the front of the hall just next to the stage area and there were already a couple of young women sitting at it. Scott was a little confused by the waitress' manner but assumed she thought he'd appreciate sitting at the same table as a couple of beautiful women; actually thinking about it she was right. He thanked the waitress before making his way over to the table.

The two women greeted him as he arrived at the table and introduced themselves as Daisy and Wendy. Daisy was a tall-ish brunette dressed in a white jacket, striped top and a very short black skirt which did nothing to conceal her fabulous long legs. Wendy on the other hand was a short, blonde with an incredible chest that was straining to be contained by her royal blue evening gown. It seemed he'd hit the jackpot with his dinner companions.

"I'm glad you could join us" Daisy gushed.

"And nice and early too" Wendy said.

Further conversation was interrupted as the waiting staff began to serve the first course. There was a choice of prawn cocktail or melon soup. Scott went for the soup whilst both Daisy and Wendy had the prawn cocktail. The soup was a little watery and at best lukewarm but Scott hardly noticed as he ate it, distracted as he was by the beauty beside him. A smartly dressed older woman appeared onstage with a microphone.

"Good evening and welcome to this gala dinner to celebrate women in business" she announced.

Scott realised he was in the wrong place. Clearly this dinner wasn't for the convention he was supposed to be attending tomorrow; he must have gotten the directions mixed up when he'd arrived. The only question now was did he get up and leave or stay. His companions were certainly a plus point for the former option but his conscious eventually got the better of him and he decided to go.

He was just in the process of standing up when his companions signalled for him to stay. Without thinking he sat down again. He was then somewhat surprised when they both stood up and started walking off around the back of the stage. Wendy gave him a friendly wave and cheeky grin before disappearing from view. Scott assumed they'd gone to the loo together and wanted him to look after their things until their return.

A waiter arrived and placed a plate of roast lamb, potatoes and seasonal veg before Scott. It looked and smelt absolutely delicious and he was already tucking into it before realising that he's intended to go. That in turn got him thinking about Daisy and Wendy; they hadn't returned to the table and he started to grow a little concerned about them. Just as he was about to signal one of the waitresses to ask her to look for them, the hostess reappeared on stage.

"Before our desserts course a little entertainment" she declared.

Two female clowns stepped out on to the stage. The first was tall, slender and dressed in a multi-coloured patchwork dress. The second was shorter, rounder and dressed in a green leotard and pink tutu. Both had white face paint and wore red noses. Scott had never liked clowns so decided to get up and look for his dinner companions himself. However, just as he was standing up the first clown pointed him out to the other diners.

"It appears we have a volunteer" she said.

Scott was stunned. What was going on? What had he gotten himself into this time and how was he going to get out of it? And most importantly of all why did these two clowns seem so familiar?

The second clown came down and escorted the reluctant Scott up onto the stage where he was greeted enthusiastically by the first clown whilst the second one retrieved a trolley laden with cream pies. The convention attendees began to laugh as it dawned upon them and Scott what was about to happen. He tried to walk off but the first clown kept a firm hold of his hand and he simply didn't have the strength to drag her off as well.

"Comedy is all about surprise" the second clown said.

All of a sudden Scott realised why the two clowns seemed so familiar; it was Daisy and Wendy! But before he could do or say anything Wendy took the pie she was holding and without a moment's hesitation smashed it into Daisy's face. The audience laughed at this unexpected development and even Scott couldn't help but grin. Daisy on the other hand seemed less than impressed and went over to the trolley.

Wendy hid behind Scott as Daisy returned with a pie in hand. Scott quickly wiped the smile off his face as she approached but he needn't have worried as she immediately went after Wendy. Wendy ran around Scott with Daisy in hot pursuit. Round and round they went until eventually Daisy stopped moving, Wendy however continued running round Scott only to run face first into the pie Daisy was holding out.

Daisy laughed at her colleague's misfortune as she stood beside Scott and put an arm around his shoulder. Wendy meanwhile wiped the pie from out of her eyes and went to collect two pies from the trolley. As she walked over to Scott he was convinced that he was about to get it, especially when she grinned mischievously at him, but instead she handed him one of the pies before hitting Daisy in the face with the other.

Scott didn't know what he was supposed to do with the pie he was holding but Wendy answered that for him by grabbing Daisy's head and forcing it into the pie he held. Daisy splattered as she lifted her face up from the pie and made a beeline for the trolley to pick up two pies. Once again Scott grew concerned that he might get pied but Daisy simply sandwiched Wendy's head between the pies.

And so it continued as the two female clowns made fools of one another as Scott stood there. First Wendy would pie Daisy, then Daisy would retaliate and pie Wendy. Finally Wendy seemed to have had enough and rather than doing the deed herself gave Scott a pie and simply pointed at Daisy's face.

Scott wasn't sure if he should obey Wendy's silent instruction or not. He glanced over at Daisy who gave him an encouraging wink so he took the pie and thrust it into her face. The convention audience cheered his participation as Daisy got another pie, handed it to him and pointed at Wendy. He didn't dwell on his action this time and immediately hit Wendy in the face with the pie.

"Now that's just naughty!" Wendy stated.

And with that Wendy grabbed hold of Daisy and marched her over to the trolley. She forced her colleague to bend over until Daisy's face was but inches away from a pie. Then she pulled up the back of Daisy's patchwork dress to reveal her frilly pink knickers before indicating to Scott to take up a pie and smack Daisy on the bottom with it.

All of a sudden things had become a lot more risque but Scott didn't care. He's lost all sense of embarrassment and gotten caught up in Daisy and Wendy's slapstick antics so without a second thought picked up a pie and spanked Daisy on the bottom with it. Naturally the force of the blow sent Daisy face first into the pie on the trolley.

Lifting her head from the pie Daisy spun round and taking hold of Wendy's shoulders forced her to take three steps back. Daisy then returned to the trolley and handed Scott a pair of pies. He was eager to see what Daisy wanted him to do with these and wasn't disappointed when she indicated towards Wendy's generous chest.

Stepping up to Wendy, Scott took the pies and delivered one to each lycra clad breast. He then took the opportunity to rub them around a little before allowing the now empty pie cases to drop to the floor. Wendy didn't seem to mind his attentions and in fact was still grinning at him when Daisy appeared and hit her in the face with another pie. Wendy retaliated by getting a pie and smashing it into Daisy's face.

Then both of them went to the sides of the stage and came back bearing buckets filled with slosh. They stood either side of Scott and began to taunt one another with the buckets. For a moment Scott thought he was about to covered but then he noticed Daisy waving him back. He quickly took a couple of steps backwards as Daisy and Wendy finally threw the contents of the buckets over one another.

The hostess walked onto the edge of the stage as the two clowns looked at one another. It was pretty obvious they had thoroughly messed themselves up but there were still about half of the pies and a couple of buckets of slosh as yet unused. Scott was particularly impressed that throughout their routine he'd remained clean. Daisy picked up one of the remaining pies and handed it to him. Then Wendy stepped over to him and looked pointedly towards the hostess.

"Hey wait a minute!" the hostess exclaimed.

Scott grinned at the chance to pie another woman but suddenly Wendy took hold of his hands and forced them upwards, forcing him to hit himself in the face with the pie he was carrying. He was completely shocked by her action and couldn't believe it. He Just stood there in front of the diners pie-faced and humiliated. And it was only going to get worse as he wiped the pie from his face to see Daisy standing before him with a pie.

Daisy slapped the pie into his face before Scott was able to react. Then the two clowns really started to give it to him as first one then the other would hit him with more pies. Wendy took a pie and slowly ground it into his face whilst Daisy slapped one down on top of his head so he was wearing it much like a hat.

Then they started to escalate his ordeal with multiple pies. Wendy used two pies like a pair of cymbals striking him on either side of the head with them whilst a smiling Daisy delivered a pair of pies to the front and back of his head. Daisy's amusement was cut short however when Wendy simultaneously hit both her and Scott in the face with a pie. She retaliated by doing the same and soon it was Wendy and Scott as the recipients of the pies.

Scott had almost forgotten about the watching convention attendees until Wendy pulled down his trousers are they all burst out laughing. He was mortified by his predicament and realised it was only going to get worse as Daisy and Wendy approached carrying a bucket full of slosh and two plastic jugs.

Daisy put down the bucket she was carrying and stepped up next to Scott. She pulled out the front of his underpants. Wendy meanwhile had taken one of the jugs she was carrying and dipped into the bucket of slosh until it was full before removing it. She then moved over to Scott who was in no doubt about what was going to happen.

Wendy poured the contents of the jug into Scott's pants. She then handed Daisy the second jug whilst she grabbed the back of Scott's pants and pulled them out. Daisy quickly scooped up some slosh from the buckets and filled the back of Scott's pants. The sensation of the slosh invading his most private regions was indescribable and Scott couldn't really say if he liked or hated it.

The two clowns then picked up the final two pies and running back to Scott. Wendy struck him in the crotch with her pie whilst Daisy targeted his arse. The simultaneous impacts caused Scott to jump and he almost fell over, especially as his trousers were still around his ankles. Luckily he managed to regain his balance as Wendy returned bearing another bucket of slosh which she proceeded to throw over him.

Daisy picked up the final bucket of slosh and standing behind Scott lifted it up and placed it over his head. Scott was completely blinded and deafened by the slosh and just as he was about to reach up to remove the bucket both of his hands were grasped. He was then forced to bow a couple of times before he felt himself being lead off the stage.

* * *

Scott found himself in a dressing room with Daisy and Wendy. They had helped him removed the bucket from his head and were now congratulating themselves on a magnificent performance. Scott wasn't so impressed, after all he'd been unexpectedly and completely humiliated by the pair for no good reason. Just as he was about to give them a piece of his mind they all heard a commotion outside.

"Let me pass I'm already running late and I'm supposed to be a stooge for a clown act" a male voice said.

Daisy and Wendy turned to face Scott with looks of shock and dismay upon their faces.

"You're not the stooge we hired?" Daisy asked Scott.

Scott shuck his head.

"We're so sorry" Wendy apologised.

Scott didn't know what to say and neither it seemed did Daisy or Wendy. Then Wendy leaned over to Daisy and whispered something in her ear. Daisy started to smile and for some reason Scott began to feel nervous.

"Let us make it up to you" Daisy said.

And with that Daisy moved closer and kissed him. It was just a little peck on the cheek or modest touching of lips. No this was a full on meeting of mouths with tongues soon coming into play. Meanwhile Wendy had discarded her tutu and pulled down the front of her leotard to reveal her spectacular breasts. She then knelt down beside Scott and began to remove his pants.

Scott forgot all about the convention and his upcoming presentation as he made love to two silly and sexy clowns.

The End